Pannies in Books
I feel like the Invisible Man that know
Tripods for cameras on the Truman show
But they still scratching their heads to see
Wanting to know who stole the Ivory
From their overly stuffed Elephants that’s sorry
Without having a University degree
Now they calling me a Heretic under the sun
i.e.= A priest of Hermes Trismegistus on the run
They just combined two words into one
They didn’t think I knew but I knoooow.
If you crash my funky party that’s nude
I’ll bum rush yours too dude
Metamorphosize a sword into a Pen
And make you suffer in Hercules den
And accountable for all the miseries
I cross boundary lines
Because you crossed mine
You never heard of me till they murder me
I hang out at museums and libraries to solve riddles
You see the two letters of light of RA in the middle
Flesh minded thinks it’s three words of bra
Intelligent ones understand books shed lights,
And that’s how u find his name inside Library
A bookworm in the day for sight
A one-eyed worm at night
Girls coming over in all red robes
And Trench coats too,
With nothing else on you know
Cause after I hit the books
I seek pannies with good looks
Preferably when the full moon is shone on my couch
With twin brandy wine gleaming in my eyes
By Andre Austin
I feel like the Invisible Man that know
Tripods for cameras on the Truman show
But they still scratching their heads to see
Wanting to know who stole the Ivory
From their overly stuffed Elephants that’s sorry
Without having a University degree
Now they calling me a Heretic under the sun
i.e.= A priest of Hermes Trismegistus on the run
They just combined two words into one
They didn’t think I knew but I knoooow.
If you crash my funky party that’s nude
I’ll bum rush yours too dude
Metamorphosize a sword into a Pen
And make you suffer in Hercules den
And accountable for all the miseries
I cross boundary lines
Because you crossed mine
You never heard of me till they murder me
I hang out at museums and libraries to solve riddles
You see the two letters of light of RA in the middle
Flesh minded thinks it’s three words of bra
Intelligent ones understand books shed lights,
And that’s how u find his name inside Library
A bookworm in the day for sight
A one-eyed worm at night
Girls coming over in all red robes
And Trench coats too,
With nothing else on you know
Cause after I hit the books
I seek pannies with good looks
Preferably when the full moon is shone on my couch
With twin brandy wine gleaming in my eyes
By Andre Austin
